“Do you promise….?” Pastor
Commitment. It’s a BITCH.
I’m convinced, unless of course I’ve been off the field for far too long, that people don’t really FEAR commitment, as much as they’re too lazy to put in the work. I mean think about it. It’s easy to jump into bed and play house, or to sign up for the Pick Up A Piece of Trash day, but to actually get involved, requires actually doing the work. They’re big out here on volunteerism’s. Ugh…”You want me to bake stuff? No thanks, I’ll write you a check“, because gathering the ingredients, cracking eggs, setting the oven and the like, is too much for the likes of me, and I can be crafty about getting out of work. Relationships often fizzle out, because once the other party involved requires a level of intimacy you’re not willing to provide, the relationship is done….and it’s done, because it requires WORK. Commitment….these are things I pondered today, while on the Gyno table, awaiting the MD.
Meh, maybe it’s not laziness….maybe it’s the age-old adage, “The best laid plans of mice and men, often go awry“. Meaning, we have good intentions. We were going to bake those cupcakes, work out every morning, take a new class, read to our kids every night, but then LIFE got involved, and all we wanted to do, took a back seat, to all we NEEDED to do…and all the energies into what we wanted to do now turns to resentment as we project our anger onto those whom deserve it the least. Simply stated, we are over scheduled, but instead of adhering to the commitment we made as spouses, employees and even parents, we QUIT….and really there’s no lack of support for our lack of effort.
As I was pondering these thoughts today, it occurred to me that maybe, just maybe, I haven’t given enough effort to acclimating myself to my new environment. “Why don’t you take a week to schedule what you really want? Then stick with it?” I asked myself, and gosh darn it, it sounded good. When I stood before man and God, I swore a solemn vow to stand BY my man, regardless of the situations in which I found myself….and really, I advise each of you everyday that only you are responsible for your happiness…why then, should my attitude be different? I think I just didn’t want to put forth the effort, and so now, I find myself at the apex of a very important decision; which I know, will work out….Our Church is closing this Sunday, for a day of Volunteerism. Fifty-two projects await the congregation, and we get to determine which project we want to participate in…..I told Merrill, “This is a big commitment to a new church. Ready?”….I sometimes think the vows should be rewritten to reflect, “We’ll see” instead of “I DO” because that’s what we are….a nation of “We’ll see’s“…..so for me, I am going to put forth the effort to enjoy all this beautiful state has to offer….for a week…and if it works out….well…LOL…We’ll See. Commitment….it’s not the fear, it’s the unwillingness to put for the effort to make it work, and that starts with conflicting priorities. Gotta go. It’s Wednesday evening services….our 1st time. Sweetness is excited about it. Me? Well…I’ll let ya know….right after I finishing baking these damned cupcakes. Be Blessed.